HP: Let professors walk towards the light

"I said she was a student with a lot of secrets. I think, apart from her age, the word child can no longer be used to describe her."

Snape said calmly.

"It seems you are quite familiar with her, but this does surprise me." Dumbledore stroked his beard.

"No, I'm not familiar with it."

"But at least it looks like she's helping Harry, and it doesn't seem like she's doing it with Voldemort - that's enough."

Hermalena was lying on the bed, having taken the medicine and fallen asleep. Hermione and Ron, who had just woken up, were also driven back by Madam Pomfrey.

"Dumbledore, I think you should know." Madam Pomfrey walked up to the two of them and spoke.

"What's wrong Poppy, is it Harry…"

"No, Potter is not seriously injured. I will heal him. He may just need to sleep for a few days. What I want to say is that I found that the girl's physique is very poor after the examination, but I did not find that she had any disease."

"What do you mean?" asked Snape.

"I don't quite understand... Her current situation is like water in a glass bottle. The water is clear and will not be polluted, but the bottle is very easy to break..."

"Then - can this bottle be reinforced?" Dumbledore asked thoughtfully.

“I’m not capable of that yet.”

The three of them looked towards the bed at the same time, with different expressions.

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Malfoy Manor

"Severus." A long, sharp voice sounded

"Owner."

"Here, there's a new person here while you were away. Coincidentally, she's a Slytherin, one of your students."

"Excuse me, is it ..."

"Reina, come down here - meet your former professor."

"Here I am, master." A somewhat familiar figure walked down the stairs, and a person in a black long dress walked out from the shadows.

"Look, she brought Talros to me. Although she is the only one, I see a bright future for her. If I train her well, the Talros family will be a great help to me."

"She is just a student, her strength..."

"Don't you understand, Severus? She is much better than Draco. Moreover, Talros has connections and financial resources that are not inferior to Malfoy. Strength - I have never lacked strength. The strongest dark magician in the world is standing in front of you -"

"Tallos is willing to serve his master."

“Willing to Serve the Master”

……

"Why are you here?"

"I've been here for a while, but this doesn't seem to have any business with you, does it, Professor Snape?" Hermalena glanced casually.

"It seems you still know that I am your professor, Tallos!"

"You also know that I am Tallos, professor. I am trying to find a way out for my family. You must not forget your position. Since we are all followers of the master, in other words, you must do your part. The master is teaching me the dark arts recently - what, do you want the master to give me to you? If that's the case, then go and ask for instructions. I look forward to it. How about it, Severus?"

Severus - Severus - Severus -】

"do not talk!"

Snape cried out, waking from his dream, gasping for breath.

At this moment, a hand patted him, and he dodged it suddenly and looked in that direction -

"Are you okay, Severus?" Professor McGonagall looked at him worriedly.

Where is this? Oh, he was at the end-of-year summary meeting for faculty and staff, and it was so boring that he planned to take a nap. Now it seems that he not only fell asleep, but also shouted out loud?

"Severus, you look very tired. Take a good rest. I won't arrange for you to pick up the first-year students." Dumbledore smiled.

"Okay, let's end the meeting here, everyone can go back." He waved his hands, and the faculty and staff in the seats left one after another.

Only Snape and Dumbledore were still sitting there. McGonagall looked at them but ultimately said nothing.

After everyone left, Dumbledore looked at Snape and said, "Is this the dream you told me about?"

Snape leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temple.

"You seem really troubled, so, would you like to tell me what you dreamed about?"

Snape opened his eyes and looked at Dumbledore. After a pause, he said slowly, "Talros - she defected to Voldemort. Voldemort asked us to meet, and then I found her privately. She said that Voldemort was teaching her the Dark Arts -"

"You seem to always dream about her?"

"Yes."

"Do you think this is a prophetic dream?"

"I saw familiar scenes but with some different plots, like dead people coming back to life."

"That's really contradictory and complicated. Do you remember Sybil's prophecy about you?" Dumbledore

"You believe that? I'm the one who's dying."

"But there is new hope, isn't there? 'Students are no longer students', maybe this sentence refers to that Tallos?"

"Hope? I didn't expect this word to be associated with me."

"Severus, you can't think like that. Pay close attention to the girl. I hope that's not a prophetic dream."

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"Reina, where are you going?" Draco called out to Hermalena who was about to go out.

"I heard Harry woke up yesterday. I went to check on him."

"Huh? How come your relationship has become better after this incident? I heard that you were almost killed by Quirrell during your night walk this time! The same thing happened in the Forbidden Forest last time. Potter just left you there, and you actually went to visit him. What's going on in your mind?"

"De-la-co, I'm just going to take a look. It's not me who has a bad relationship with him. Don't worry, you are my best friend. How about that?"

"Hmph! Don't fall in love with him - that Potter -" Draco raised his eyebrows and looked at Lena with a teasing expression, but he didn't expect that the other party was pointing her wand at him with a particularly creepy smile!

"I was wrong. I won't say anything." Draco immediately became quiet and surrendered with his hands.

The door to the lounge opened and closed.

"Malfoy, are you so afraid of that Talros?" Blaise came over. "She is so close to those Gryffindors, can you tolerate this?"

"It's okay, don't ask about her affairs." Draco glanced at him.

"Really? Okay." Blaise spread his hands.

Medical Wing.

"Harry, I heard you woke up, so I came to see you." Lena walked to Harry's bed.

"Hermalena! Hermione said you were injured too. Are you okay? It's all our fault. We got you into trouble." Harry looked guilty.

"I'm fine, unlike you who has been lying here for three or four days. If you sleep a little longer, you might miss the end-of-year dinner."

"Madam Pomfrey said that Dumbledore agreed to let me go to tonight's dinner. I won't miss it. But congratulations to you. Your house is ranked first."

"Then I hope this is a congratulation from your heart."

"Haha, of course, I only congratulate you. If it's Malfoy, then forget it."

"Your relationship is still as bad as ever."

"Who knows, Hermalena, about that night. Thank you for your willingness to help me."

"Hermione is my friend, and you are Hermione's friend. Helping you is also helping Hermione."

"Maybe we can be friends, um... sorry... I mean..." Harry suddenly began to stutter.

"If you don't mind me being a Slytherin, of course."